NOVEL FROG 2. Goblins
Bonny blinked, stupefied, as the little green humanoid emerged from the hidden door. It stood about four feet tall, slightly hunched, its bald head was just under her shoulders. It had pointed ears that stuck straight out horizontally to the sides and held a sharpened stick in one hand.. She was relieved to see a ragged piece of cloth hung around its waist hiding something certainly more grotesque than its disgusting potbelly.
“Graaaah! Hpa naegh vo!” Spittle flew at her as it spoke, displaying a mouth full of jagged, yellowed teeth.
“I don't fucking know and I don’t fucking care, you sick perverted goblin.” The name fit, whether it was actually a fantasy goblin or not. “You’re ugly and short, but Matt was way scarier than you. Bring it, creep!”
It pointed the makeshift spear at her when she started talking and shook it, like it should frighten her. She laughed and looked around. The only things around her were the dildo, which she had dropped when piling up wood, and the fragments of wood. She grabbed the dildo by the head in her right hand and a piece of wood in her left. Then stepped forward.
The goblin thrust the spear toward her and she reacted, stepping to the side and flinging the piece of wood at its head. As the goblin tried to duck, she stepped forward quickly, grabbed the spear with her free hand, and swung the dildo at its head. It landed with a satisfying thunk, the goblin fell to the side and hit its head on a stake, then slid to the ground, dazed.
“Holy shit!” Bonny looked at the red latex dildo in amazement. “Either this is harder than I thought or that goblin thing is weaker. Not complaining though.”
She had held onto the wooden spear when the goblin fell and now kept it as she moved to the door. It had mud and dirt caked on, helping disguise it from the outside. The opening was too short, so she crouched and crawled in. The inside of the door had a rope latch, which she secured to prevent the goblin from following her in. It could sit out there until someone else rescued it.
She was at the end of a tunnel, which turned to the left just ahead. At first, she was glad to be out of the rain until the smell hit her. The tunnel, or warren, smelled of rot, mold, and shit. The smell was overwhelming and she tried to breathe through her mouth, but that caused her to start choking and gagging as she tasted the scents.
A commotion from around the bend caught her attention and distracted her from the smell. She looked up to see two more goblins coming around the corner. They both carried thick branch about two feet long. Clubs? The one in front screamed at her, “Graaaah!”
The tunnel was too short for her to stand or dodge, but she should have reach with her spear over their weapons. She shifted back into a crouch and held the spear in a two handed grip, dropping the dildo. They watched for a moment, then moved forward slowly, growling.
Bonny jumped forward, using all the strength she could force into her tired muscles and pushed the spear at, and through, them both. They screamed, in pain and dropped their clubs to tug at the spear. Neither could get any leverage and they fell over, getting in each other’s way. Bonny reached forward and grabbed the nearest club, then hit both of them over the head until they stopped screaming.
Horrified, she backed away and dropped the club. When they didn’t move, she grabbed her dildo and crawled past the bodies, as fast as she could, doing her best to the side and avoid them.
Turning the corner, she found herself in a larger chamber. On one side was a girl tied to a wooden frame by her wrists and slumped over, head down. A mass of matted black hair hung over her face. Blood covered the sides of a leather outfit with slashes and puncture holes. A leather bag with a strap sat on the floor several feet away, with some random things scattered around it.
Bonny ran forward, grabbed the girl by the shoulders, and pushed the girl upright to make sure she was alive. As Bonny brushed the girls hair back, she felt soft cat ears and paused for a moment, before deciding that would have to wait. “Hey, hey, are you ok?”
The cat girl groaned and opened her eyes, “Help, nya. Knife, in bag … coming back soon. We have to get out.”
Bonny turned to the bag and looked over the stuff strewn around: some cloth, a small pot, and a few other items. The two goblins had obviously been going through it. When she didn’t see the knife, she dumped the rest of the bag out. There it was. She grabbed it and started sawing through the rope around the cat girl’s wrists. Once through, she dropped the knife and started massaging the girl’s hands. “Does that help, can you feel your fingers?”
The cat girl nodded and motioned to the bag and stuff. “Grab that, nya.”
Bonny started throwing everything back into the bag, including the dildo that she’d dropped when she first saw the girl. Then she slung the bag over her shoulder and turned back and looked around the chamber again. There were three openings other than the one she can come in through. “Ok, let’s go. Do you know the way?”
The cat girl nodded and motioned to one of the openings. “Yes, nya. Follow me.”
The tunnel wasn’t high enough to walk in, so they crawled as quickly as they could. It led upward for a while, before widening into a cave that was tall enough to allowed them to stand. The cave opened up on an encampment built along a cliff face. The cat girl held up a paw to stop Bonny, then held a finger to her mouth for silence. The cat girl pointed to one side where Bonny could see several figures around a fire.
Of course there were more goblins.